Clang! Clang! Clang!
The black iron flying sword exploded into countless pieces!
Like a frag grenade, they flew in all directions in the sky.
Wherever it passed, even the tough scales of the black dragon were mercilessly penetrated.
Moreover, this fragment was a dark iron ore, and it contained a huge sword intent. Once this sword intent entered the body, it would kill the black dragon's soul!
For a moment, the dozen black dragons closest to Ling Xiaozi fell from the sky while wailing.
In the void, everyone saw it!
Meanwhile, Ling Xiaozi's hands and one of his feet had already been blown away.
Even his body was blasted open.
Blood, flesh, and organs!
Following Ling Xiaozi's body, it fell onto the land he loved deeply!
His face was already trembling like gold!
Ling Xiaozi looked at his fellow disciples!
The broken arm seemed to shake.
It was as if he had made a bow in the air.
A smile appeared on his face as he spoke in a trembling voice.
"Immeasurable longevity, may the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate bless Grand Xia!”
After that!
He was already dead!
His body was like a kite with a broken string.
Along with the blood of the Black Dragon!
It fell from the sky.
For a moment.
The scene on the battlefield seemed to have frozen.
It was not just the black dragon in the sky.
Even the citizens of other countries outside the television were shocked.
Strong yet calm!
They had never seen a person so staunch and calm before death.
He was like a martyr.
After the most heroic moment of his life.
He calmly faced his own death.
The body of a real man!
Throw it for the country!
He would die without regrets!
"This... Swordsmen?"
"This... Is it the Dao?"
"Where righteousness lies, even if there are tens of millions of people! I'm going!"
"Xia Country is so strong!"
"Humanity will not perish!"
For a moment, the people of other countries watching the live broadcast were also infected by this fearless spirit.
The scolding, slander, and disdain just now.
Gradually, it turned into reverence.
From the moment humans were born, they had the attribute of worship.
In the beginning, they feared the heavens, the earth, the flames, and the flood.
And now.
When a person started to be filled with divinity.
They!
He began to revere this person.
But…
The battle was not over yet.
The sound of flying swords shattering could be heard.
It resounded in the sky.
"Chuyunzi died here today!"
"Senior Brother, don't go. We'll go to the Yellow Springs together!”
"Chengxiao didn't forget the teachings of our ancestors.”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The Mount Shu sword cultivators and the black dragon kept falling from the sky.
Everything looked like it!
It was like the dusk of the gods.
Wang Yifan stood on the city wall and looked at everything above him.
The look in his eyes became more and more determined.
Xia Country had been established for 5,000 years.
Famous and nameless, how many martyrs have sacrificed for the motherland?
A million people?
Ten million people?
Or was it as vast as sand, countless?
The name of Xia Country was not written in ink!
It was formed by the blood of countless martyrs!
Wang Yifan clenched his fists.
"The sun is about to be destroyed, and mankind is welcoming an unprecedented change!”
"Xia Country can't be destroyed in the hands of our generation!”
"I want the name of the Xia people! Resounding throughout the world!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Behind him, the rest of the Mount Shu sword cultivators swarmed in once again. They were even more determined than before.
It was a death for death playstyle.
For a time, dragon corpses and Swordsman corpses kept falling from the sky.
The ground was filled with the stench of blood.
Finally!
The black dragon in the sky was also shocked by this determination!
They let out a desperate wail.
The remaining dozen or so fish that escaped the net fled back into the bronze door like stray dogs.
The world seemed to have become clearer.
Streaks of golden sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shot toward the ground.
The vegetation began to revive.
Everything seemed to be reborn.
..............
Ten minutes passed.
Only then did the Chinese audience in front of the live broadcast come back to their senses.
"We... Defend it?"
" We managed to defend the 14th wave?"
"Wuwuwu! It was too difficult. This National Fate Battlefield was simply too difficult!”
"So many of us died!"
At this moment, just as the people were lamenting, Wang Yifan was leading Leng Feng and the others to count the casualties.
There were originally hundreds of thousands of people.
At this moment, there were less than 100,000 soldiers left!
Out of the twenty Mount Shu sword cultivators, only seven were left, and all of them were injured.
Most of the cities on the plains were destroyed!
The workshop and granary were damaged by 90%.
The food reserves that were originally enough for ten years were now left with less than a year.
Even half of the majestic Emperor Yan Huang Mausoleum had collapsed.
Seeing this scene.
Even Liu Zhenhan, who came quickly, couldn't help but sigh.
"Too tragic! It's really too tragic!"
These 14 waves of Beast Tides were actually the terrifying Black Dragon Army!
As for the 15th Beast Tide!
What would it be?
It was as if he could sense the murderous intent of this country war.
At this moment, everyone could feel that even the World War System was starting to slow down.
After an unknown period of time.
Just as everyone was beginning to wonder.
"Woo! Wu! Wuuu!"
The howls of the fifteenth wave of the Beast Tide!
From the ruins!
It rang!
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